3 Works by skintsugi
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hungering for that which is synonymous with desecration by skintsugi
Fandoms: Legends of Avantris (Web Series)
03 Jul 2026
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there is something different about lethica and it is beginning to drive marius insane.
Lethica’s hand falls to his knee.
He stiffens, body taut like a bowstring. It must only be an accident. Perhaps, he thinks, with the fluttering of his heart, that Lethica had not meant to; she must have simply missed her leg when she had lowered her hand from the table’s edge. Dashing the thought like a billhook to the skull of a child, Lethica’s hand shifts, dragging against the soft wool of his loose trousers until she finds the rounded edge of his knee and curls her fingers around it. Nothing more that her touch at his knee but — but she’s so warm.
Full of life, vivacious, with warm hot blood coursing through her veins and her skin and places he should never think of — and it bleeds into his trousers, into his skin, into the marrow and sinew and depth of his stolen soul. Though her touch is feather-light, it is far too hefty a weight to keep, full of each of his various sins.
Lust, greed, gluttony — he wants, he covets, he yearns.
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overwrought hearts bidding to break by skintsugi
Fandoms: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
08 Feb 2026
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an evening in an abandoned house and neither the hatman nor ireena can sleep. even in the darkness, grief finds them.
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absolve your guilt and shake hands by skintsugi
Fandoms: Legends of Avantris (Web Series)
23 Feb 2025
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a fight in the feywilds goes awry and it has lasting consequences on kremy lecroux.
“Don’t do that shit again; you hear me?” Kremy murmurs and despite the pain he knows the bastard must feel, Gideon smiles slightly, lips curling into a toothy grin. Gods, there’s blood there too. “What sort of bodyguard are you meant to be if you get killed for chasing some tail?” Gideon chortles, sighing softly and groaning with the jolting movement of his wounds.
“Guess I’d be a pretty shit one.” Gideon replies and his eyes flutter in pain; he exhales shakily and glances at him, looking at him with something resembling scrutiny. “Guess that makes me a pretty shit husband too.”